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[conformist_2]

Again the sensation of having so much to say and no inclination to say it. Again the decision that the people in my life are not worthy of being told the truth. Again the guilt, remorse, foreboding. Our lives are held together with such fragile strings, and I care less and less about holding on

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[spookee_eyez]

Not worthy of the truth? That seems like an awfully harsh judgement for many people who probably care very much--if not about the Truth, at least about you.

[conformist_2]

This is not the place for this discussion, but I welcome you to bring this up in person.

[gata]

progress, or simply mutate? one suggests that we are becoming better, adding on, moving in a beneficial direction. which is something i hope for, but do not really see.

[conformist_2]

Well, to me progress simply means to move forward. This is not necessarily positive, especially since the general heading is death.